LIVE CHITTING MY DARK CRYSTAL WATCHING. JOHN JUST TOLD ME I LOOK LIKE FIZZGIG????? HTTPS://CDN.IMGCHEST.COM/FILES/0DF2FF019859.JPEG
FINE, I’LL BAT MY GAMDERBULB COVERS UNTIL THEY’RE MASHED INTO A FINE MIST AND SMILE WITH MY FANGS FOR YOU. HAPPY WITH THAT?
JESUS DICK, *THAT* SOUNDED PRETTY FUCKING CALIGNOUS, AT LEAST BUY ME DINNER FIRST.
could. could. i'll ask and come back with an answer.
fiancé says "NO, DIPSHIT." my input? "my lusus says no, maybe another time."
HOW MORONIC DO YOU PHYSICALLY HAVE TO BE TO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT HER AND I ARE HUMAN DATING? HUMANS DON'T USE THE QUADRANT SYSTEM, YOU BULGESLOBBERING FUCK.
OH PLEASE, GET A GRIP. GET SEVERAL, IN FACT. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY YOUR FIANCÉ DECIDED TO ROAST ME ON MY POST BUT HERE WE ARE.
IT ONLY TAKES ONE MINISCULE THOUGHT PASSING THROUGH YOUR CAVERNOUS PAN TO GRASP THE FACT THAT SHE IS "ROASTING" YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE THE MOST COLOSSAL BULB-SORE EVER CONCEIVED, AND YET YOU STILL CAN'T TUG YOUR NUGBONE OUT OF YOUR WASTECHUTE LONG ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND THAT CONCEPT. SEEMS YOU'RE RUNNER UP FOR HUGEST IMBECILE, TOO. CONGRATULATIONS, ASSHOLE.